Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
Poems of Mewlana Jalaluddin Rumi
|122.||This is love||3/30/2010|
|123.||This Is Love||10/30/2013|
|124.||This we Have Now||3/30/2010|
|125.||This Will Not Win Him||3/30/2010|
|127.||Two Kinds of Intelligence||3/30/2010|
|128.||Until You've Found Pain||3/30/2010|
|130.||We Are As The Flute||3/30/2010|
|131.||Weary not of us, for we are very beautiful||1/1/2004|
|132.||What Hidden Sweetness Is There||1/1/2004|
|133.||What Was Told, That||11/20/2014|
|134.||When I am asleep and crumbling in the tomb||1/1/2004|
|135.||When I Die||11/28/2014|
|136.||When the Rose is gone||10/30/2013|
|137.||Who is at my door?||3/30/2010|
|138.||Who makes these changes?||3/30/2010|
|139.||Who Says Words With My Mouth?||3/30/2010|
|140.||Whoever Brought Me Here||3/30/2010|
Rise, lovers, that we may go towards heaven; we have seen this world, so let us go to that world.
No, no, for thought these two gardens are beautiful and fair, let us pass beyond these two, and go to that Gardener.
Let us go prostrating to the sea like a torrent, then let us go foaming upon the face of the sea.
Let us journey from this street of mourning to the wedding feast, let us go from this saffron face to the face of the Judas tree blossom.
Trembling like a leaf and twig from fear